I imagined that I was the one that Cassie was sucking off, instead of that bar loser. But that was all I could do...imagine. He knew what her mouth fe...lt like on his dick...I didn't. It made me want to kick his ass even more. I pumped my dick faster as I watched Cassie. I watched her ass jiggle and her breasts flop as she jerked her head up and down on his cock. And luckily for me, she was turned so that I could see the wet slit of her pussy. I fervently wished that I could get up behind her and. Marcus nodded at Angel, then got up and started towards the bathroom. He stopped in front of the mirror, frowning slightly as he stared at his reflection. The face that looked back was a gorgeous woman with long brown hair. A woman more beautiful than any woman had a right to be. However, there were several things that spoiled the effect some. For one, Marcus's hair wasn't done up quite as nicely as it could be, and he didn't have any makeup on his face at all. Just because he'd suddenly. I close my eyes & really get into it, becoming totally ignorant to her even being there,my right hand stroking up n down while my left plays with my balls, bouncing them playfully around. My state of uphoria is broken byher telling me, "let me know when you are gonna cum, I wanna be right in front of you" she says in a sexy voice I've never heard before from her.Stroking it more, I can feel it building in my balls, needing to shoot, "Uhhhh, getting,, ready,,,uhhhh, yea,,,,,ummm, gonna cummmmm!". .pretty obvious stuff, but a pretty cool tip, coming from an “old lady”! One Saturday morning, Karen called to ask if I could fix a drip for her, so I grabbed my toolbox and walked over to her house. I was just about ready to head for the gym again, hoping to meet a nice divorcee that needed some sex, so I was showered, shaved, well groomed, and ready for sex, if I got lucky. It had happened, but not often enough. When I arrived, I asked how she was, how was Don, made small talk. Karen was.